RachelLynn89

Oh Sweet God, I worked hard and I bought myself a home. Now Sweet God, Won't you let my wallet go? Oh Sweet God, Won't you send me a child? Or Sweet God, Won't you send me a job? Oh Sweet God, I don't ask for a lot. Oh Sweet God, Where do numbers go once they've left our heads? Do they earn feather dusters and serve you breakfast in bed? Oh Sweet God, I was a genius. But I was still your slowest computer.